What matters is not the idea a man holds, but the depth at which he holds it.
you’ll sit alone forever if you wait for the right time — what are you hoping for?
...“oh, the letters have dropped off, though they say you got them all; i finally figured out some things you’ll never know. take back your life and let me inside. we’ll find the door if you care to anymore.”
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map